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She snatched out her handkerchief, flaunted it, and saw him start gratefully at sight of her and reply with his own. Then he wheeled and sped on. "Go," she cried, "go; and de Lawd be wid you, Mr. Jawn Mahch, Gen'lemun! O Lawd, Lawd! Mr. Jawn Mahch, I wisht I knowed a nigger like you!" It was still early May when Barbara Garnet had been six weeks in college.
"Good-evening. I'm glad you're bringing such a nice-looking girl to Mrs. March. What is her what is your name?" "Daaphne." "What!" "Yass'm. Mr. Mahch say whiles I wuck faw he's maw he like me to be naame Jaane, but my fo'-true name's Daaphne, yass'm." "Barb," said Fannie, "I've just thought of something we must attend to in the house at once!"
John looked into the upturned face for some seconds before he said, slowly and pleasantly, "Why, you dirty dog!" He gave the horse a cut of the whip. Leggett smiling and staggering, called after him, to the delight of all the street, "Mr. Mahch, thass confidential, you know! An' Mr. Mahch! Woe! Mr. Mahch."
It passed. "But, why, Cornelius, should it suit Major Garnet for my lands to lie idle?" "Mr. Mahch, has you neveh inspec' the absence o' green in my eye?
But I uz bawn sassy. I ought to be jess ashame' o' myseff, talkin' dat familious to a gen'leman o' yo' powehs an' 'quaintances. Why you evm knows Mr. Mahch, don't you?" "Who, me? Me know Johnnie Mahch? Why, my dea' escuse my smile o' disdaain why Johnnie Mahch why why, I ra-aise' Johnnie!" "Why, dee Lawdy! Does you call him Johnnie to his face?" "Well, eh not offm ve'y seldom.
Mahch, I admiah to salute you ag'in, seh. Hasn't we had a glo'ious day? It's the mos' obtainable day Susie eveh see, seh!" "Well, 'pon my soul!" said John, ignoring the proffered hand. "If I'd seen who it was, I'd 'a' driven straight over you." Both laughed. "Cornelius, did you see my mother waiting for me down by the tracks?" "I did, seh.
Don't you dare to sleep on these premises to-night. Wait! Tell me what you've done to offend Judge March?" "Why, Mahse John Wesley, I ain't done nothin' to Jedge Mahch; no, sah, neither defensive nor yit offensive. An' yit mo', I ain't dream o; causin' you sich uprisin' he'plessness.
'Caze ef I do that, you know, then, here, fus' thing, he be a-callin' me C'nelius." "I think C'nelius sounds sweet'n " The speaker clapped a hand to her mouth. "Escuse me! O, Mr. Leggett, kin you escuse me?" "Escuse you?" his sidelong glance was ravishing "yo' beauty mo'n escuse you." The maiden dropped her lashes and drew her feet out of her protector's way. "An' you an' Mr. Mahch is frien's!
Mahch, I'm impudize to espress to you in behalfs o' a vas' colo'ed constituency but speakin' th'oo a small ban' o' they magnates with me as they sawt o' janizary chairman that Gen'l Halliday seem to be ti-ud o' us an' done paass his bes' dotage, an' likewise the groun's an' debasements on an' faw which we be proud to help you depopulate yo' lan's, yass, seh, with all conceivable ligislation thereunto."
"You know, Miss Fannie, yo' letteh say fo' Aunt Fudjinny an' me to come the twentieth yass, ma'am, we understan' but, you know, Mr. Mahch, he come down an' superscribe faw this young ah " "Girl," suggested Barbara, with pretty condescension; but Fannie covertly trod on her toe and said, "lady," with a twinkle at the dowdy maiden. "P'ecisely!" responded Leviticus to both speakers at once. "An' Mr.
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